Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 586

I heard it and tried to answer, but couldn't get a word out.

"Clara." He was still calling me, and I went to the source of the voice by feeling, probably because I wanted to catch it so much that I suddenly had some difficulty breathing.

Dazed, I seemed to open my eyes and saw the dark figure standing next to me, all too familiar.

I reached out to grab it and touched the familiar warmth, but with little strength, I slipped again.

Almost the next second, my hand was suddenly held back and gripped tightly, "Clara, I'm here!"

It was Dennis' voice.

When I heard his voice, the fear and helplessness in my heart dissipated at this moment, and I could not help but feel much more at ease.

I wanted to nod my head, but I didn't have any strength, and slowly my eyelids couldn't be lifted.

"What's going on? Why isn't she awake?" Dennis questioned in my ear, and I could almost imagine him frowning at the doctor.

"She's out of danger, nothing serious, she's just too tired with it now, she'll wake up when she's rested." These were the words of the doctor.

My consciousness was awake, but I just couldn't open my eyes, there was little strength in my body.

I heard footsteps in the room, someone should have left, and after a while, I could feel my hand wrapped and my fingers being held crosswise.

A low voice in my ear, "Clara, you've been sleeping for two days, stop sleeping and wake up!"

I tried to open my mouth, tried to open my eyes, but couldn't do it.

There was something moist on my dry mouth, probably a cotton swab, and after a while I could feel a towel being held to wipe my face, hands, and feet.

Too sleepy to do anything about it, I fell asleep again completely.

I have been having intermittent dreams, and when I opened my eyes again, I was still a little confused when I gradually saw everything around me clearly.

The man lying next to the bed seemed to be asleep, and his long dark hair was a little greasy.

"Dennis!" I spoke, my voice still hoarse, but it was good enough to make a sound.

The words fell, I couldn't help but smile, I'm not dead, I'm still alive and well, it feels good!

The hand was held tightly, he straightened up, his face was extraordinarily gaunt, a lot of whiskers emerged at the chin, I reached out to touch, some prickly.

I couldn't help but laugh, "I just shaved it off for you, how come it's growing again."

He held my hand, a pair of black eyes looked at me closely, half a sound did not speak, seems too happy, eyes with water droplets.

For a long time, only then did he speak, "You're awake!" The voice was choked with sobs and fear.

I nodded my head, the corners of my mouth with a smile, can not help but also have the feeling of life after the robbery.

"It's really good to see you again!" I pulled him, hand clenched tightly.

He got up, held me in his arms, took a glass of water aside and fed me water, his voice hiding the happiness, "You can see me every day from now on!"

He wrapped his arms around me and tightened them, "I was having dinner with Marcus and the others, received a call from Jannings, and found you missing when I arrived at the hospital.

His voice was a little low, vaguely hoarse, and I couldn't imagine what he was like when he found me, maybe with the frozen seafood in the freezer, stiff and covered with frost.

Or something else!

Tilting my head to look at him, I couldn't help but speak, "Did you find out who did it?"

He gathered his eyebrows, the temperature in his black eyes was a little lower, "You ate hairy crabs before allergies and matcha, both of which have sesame seeds added to them, and it is uncertain whether this was set up by someone in advance or not."

I subconsciously frowned, I am allergic to sesame seeds I know, but this is something I have never mentioned, including Dennis, the only person who knows I am allergic to sesame seeds, is my grandmother.

After I grew up, I basically didn't touch it, sometimes eating a little less would not have too serious a reaction, sesame seeds are originally used to make seasoning, as long as a little less, is not related.

But even so, this step no one would have expected in advance that I would be allergic, and suspicious is what happened in the hospital.

That person is obviously to put me to death, from the input of anesthesia to me to the morgue, all this is temporary? Or was it premeditated?

Thinking of this, I could not help but smile bitterly, "the other side is thoughtful, all in one step, than those who throw the body broken body to give me face ah, but also leave a whole body."

Dennis's face darkened with appalling coldness, "There will be no such thing happening in the future."

I leaned in his arms, the heart knows, these things he will go to check, after a pause, "If we finally find out who it is, I want to meet him!"

"Well!" Dennis opened his mouth, the coldness between his black eyes remained, "Get well, and leave the rest to me!"